"Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountainsI've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highwaysI've stepped in the middle of seven sad forestsI've been out in front of a dozen dead oceansI've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyardAnd it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hardAnd it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall"

I noticed at the ceremonyYour corrupt ways had finally made you blindI can't remember your face anymoreYour mouth has changed, your eyes don't look into mineThe priest wore black on the seventh dayAnd sat stone-faced while the building burnedI waited for you on the running boardsNear the cypress trees, while the springtime turnedSlowly into autumn

Preacher was a talkin’, there’s a sermon he gaveHe said every man’s conscience is vile and depravedYou cannot depend on it to be your guideWhen it’s you who must keep it satisfiedIt ain’t easy to swallow, it sticks in the throatShe gave her heart to the manIn the long black coat

I have many favourites but Love Minus Zero immediately came to mind so maybe one from that. All four are sublime. Can't pick just one. Another one that comes to mind that probably won't get mentioned as much...

"Outside of two men on a train platform there's nothing In sightThey're waiting for spring to come, smoking down thetrackThe world could come to an end tonight, but that's allrightShe could still be there sleeping when I get back."

I think it has just as much to do with the way he sings it than anything. Love the Real Live version too.

Twilight on the frozen lakeNorth wind about to breakOn footprints in the snowSilence down below

That's evocative alright If I had to pick one, it would be the last verse of Mr. Tambourine Man. Just sublime.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

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Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Man’s ego's inflated, his laws are outdated, they don’t apply no more You can’t rely no more to be standin’ around waitin' In the home of the brave Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave Fools glorify themselves, try to manipulate Satan And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency All nonbelievers and men stealers talkin’ in the name of religion And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend

Who else would dare?! Who else could sing the word "manipulate" as easy as others sing moon-june-spoon? Who else can attach a message of such import to music that makes dancing so teasingly irresistible? This is why I love Bob Dylan.

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This is so unoriginal and of course I actually have about 500 favourites, but it has to be this one, too:

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

We eat and we drink, we feel and we thinkFar down the street we strayI laugh and I cry and I'm haunted byThings I never meant nor wished to sayThe midnight rain follows the trainWe all wear the same thorny crownSoul to soul, our shadows rollAnd I'll be with you when the deal goes down

Bob uses "rain" and "train" so often in his verses, doesn't he? And somehow those verses are always beautiful.

Hadn't really thought about other train/rain rhymes - but now that you mention it...yes! I think this is one of Bob's most beautiful later works. Also love "More frailer than the flowers, these precious hours"...

If I'd thought about it I never would've done itI guess I would've let it slideIf I'd-a paid attention to what others were thinkin'The heart inside me would've diedBut I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanitySomeone had to reach for the risin' starI guess it was up to me

Now, I've heard of a guy who lived a long time agoA man full of sorrow and strifeWhenever someone around him died or was deadHe knew how to bring 'em on back to lifeWell, I don't know what kind of language he usedOr if they do that kind of thing anymoreSometimes I think nobody ever saw me here at allExcept the girl from the Red River Shore

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